Blue moonrise out on the farm.
Between the trees.
Hanging in the sky. Just a little bit further down the road.
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Infant Goddess
In the Vixen/Xanthippe/Virago Tradition
About Me
- Bellona of Avalon
- Lacey, Washington, United States
- I was born in Colorado to a full-blooded Norwegian/American mother from North Dakota and a Cajun/Scottish father from Mississippi. Raised and educated in four states, eight public schools, and one liberal arts Lutheran college, I somehow ended up in South Dakota and was married to a mostly Dutch guy for twenty years. I then returned to Colorado for a seven year experiment living at high altitudes. I now call the Pacific Northwest home where I try to blend in with the natives driving my Subaru Outback and sporting hiking boots. I have two sons whom I adore beyond reason. The younger one lives with me and spends an inordinate amount of time on his computer creating video games and composing music. The elder one lives nearby with his amazing wife and their fluffy pup Gimli. I currently find myself without the companionship of a feline which feels odd to me. Technically I'm a grownup but I seldom behave like one. © 2007-2024 Carla VanBemmel
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5 comments:
Beautiful moon. And of course corn fields. Sooo american-ish :D
Yep. I definitely need some white fences.
Such a gorgeous night! Raided the garden and drank sangria by the firepit. A most excellent way to spend a Friday evening.
In a way I'm kinda glad I left. I don't know if you and Karen would have hung out as often if I was there still. :)
Come back!
Your mom and I will include you.
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